John Muir

A few minutes ago every tree was excited, bowing to the roaring storm, waving, swirling, tossing their branches in glorious read more

A few minutes ago every tree was excited, bowing to the roaring storm, waving, swirling, tossing their branches in glorious enthusiasm like worship. But though to the outer ear these trees are now silent, their songs never cease.

Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The read more

Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop off like autumn leaves.

One may as well dam for water tanks the people's cathedrals and churches, for no holier temple has ever been read more

One may as well dam for water tanks the people's cathedrals and churches, for no holier temple has ever been consecrated by the heart of man.

When one tugs at a single thing in nature, he finds it attached to the rest of the world. •John read more

When one tugs at a single thing in nature, he finds it attached to the rest of the world. •John Muir Absence of occupation is not rest; A mind quite vacant is a mind distressed. •William Cowper No rest is worth anything except the rest that is earned. •Jean Paul Sundays, quiet islands on the tossing seas of life. •S. W. Duffield Rest is the sweet sauce of labor. •Plutarch I cannot believe that the inscrutable universe turns on an axis of suffering; surely the strange beauty of the world must somewhere rest on pure joy! •Louise A. Bogan A friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out. •Walter Winchell One dog barks at something, the rest bark at him. •Chinese Proverb How beautiful is it to do nothing, and then rest afterward. •Proverb The voice of the intellect is a soft one, but it does not rest till it has gained a hearing.

Let children walk with Nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable read more

Let children walk with Nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity, as taught in woods and meadows, plains and mountains and streams of our blessed star, and they will learn that death is stingless indeed, and as beautiful as life.